Kicking Up Seaspray
10-04-2013, 04:20 PM
He loved this beach, there was so much easy pray. Seals that sat lazily on the shore, to far from the water to escape, fish that swam about slowly and sluggishly, they both made easy pickings. He could smell the salt on the air. He preferred the metallic tang of blood. He grinned.
He had seen the female as be was walking. He growled silently, she was frolicking inside a whales skeleton. She should not be so happy. He would confront her. He looked at her brown coat. It was boring, he liked interesting pelts. Some might say his was boring, but he thought of it as, minimalistic. He looked at her eyes, as much as he hated himself for it, they were beautiful. A bright electric blue.
OOC: sorry for the short-Ness.
He had seen the female as be was walking. He growled silently, she was frolicking inside a whales skeleton. She should not be so happy. He would confront her. He looked at her brown coat. It was boring, he liked interesting pelts. Some might say his was boring, but he thought of it as, minimalistic. He looked at her eyes, as much as he hated himself for it, they were beautiful. A bright electric blue.
OOC: sorry for the short-Ness.